Literary Doodling

A Story by siddharth

Three single paragraph stories

‘What the hell are you staring at?’ I just had to scream at the lecherous waiter.This city’s men are getting worse.Right from the time I left my boss’s apartment ,from that dumb watchman ,to the shameless cabbie and f***ing even the traffic cop at the signal weren’t able to keep their eyeballs to themselves as if its a f***ing crime to be a 34D .It just crossed the tolerance threshold when the waiters started whispering and pointing.Damn even the women were staring …jealous b***hes ,curious to know what it takes to draw their man’s attention.But now I know why all eyes were on me.Its this dirty stain over my purple half sleeve sweater smearing the outer side of my right b**b and the inner side of my arm and forearm which was catching everyone’s attention. Well , lesson learnt ,sure its messy but a full force stab at the jugular gets the work done much quicker, unfortunately my boss wouldn’t appreciate that.

‘I am a human ,I don’t deserve this’ screamed my mind and was preparing all my senses and muscles to make a daredevil attempt to escape.The red slimy gooey stuff had clotted right in the middle of the table and the liquid with the reddish green sheen was escaping from underneath it and dripping on the floor.Black ,charred ,crusted amoeboid thing kept to the extreme left let out ominous fumes while a red fleshy organ like mass which resembled a severed heart stared at me ,thankfully without beating.But it was the diarrhea like fluid in the glass that brought out that plea in my mind ,I clutched my wedding ring for the strength and carefully chose my words to confront him ‘What’s for dinner honey?’

F**k this gives a bad kick or is it a hangover? Damn can’t even open my eyes, its all hazy and this f***ing head’s hurting so bad as if hit by a truck or some. That a**hole Elesh should never mix spirits, gotta stay away from his version of pangalactic gargle blaster. What the hell on this earth did he mix in that bloody cocktail**k got to puke ,bile and alcohol rising in my mouth.Hey m******f**kers can I get a hand? , can’t even feel my legs or hands. I need to go puke man, damn.!. think even my tongue’s too knocked out to say something and who is this piece of sh**t shining a torch in my eyes?

Patient’s pupil is responsive. Speech is incomprehensible no spontaneous limb movements ,suspected cervical spine fracture and has been drifting in and out of consciousness .Victim was involved in a head on collision with a truck and has been reported as driving under heavy influence of alcohol.

O !bloody hell I think I just choked on my own vomit.